No Hope

If I hear your voice in my head, in my bed, in my rest, than I just might throw it. Though I know I'm dead in my chest, in my rest, in my dress. Still i might just throw it. Don't hold me under I don't want to go, I hear it undone, to soon. Don't hold me under, I don't want to go. I hear it undone, to soon. Don't hold me. I don't want to go. I hear it undone, to soon. (music) Those two eyes are way to cold, a golden hound could shame the heart, try to break, no hope, tapping to your soul, this time, I head to church, become the silence break, my mind gotten so slow, no hope but still to shame. Don't hold me under I don't want to go, I hear it undone, to soon. Don't hold me under, I don't want to go. I hear it undone, to soon. Don't hold me. I don't want to go. I hear it undone, to soon. (music) If I hear your voice in my head, in my bed, in my rest, than I just might throw it. Though I know I'm dead in my chest, in my rest, in my dress. Still i might just throw it.